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if you think that you're unhappy
and the world just makes you sick,
(while these words are solemn-sappy)
remember this one trick.
there will come days of rain and rain
and great, great glowers galore.
and crews of crying paper cranes
may wash up at your door.
when you think your will's going, gone
i can assure you it's not:
you're the one who continues on
when pain's what pain's begot.
you'll find sunshine in the fault lines
and shimmers in showers past
while friends with which you laugh and dine
will be the ones who last.
so finally, here's that one trick
to warm someone cold on earth:
relax, unwind, and now, quick, quick!
just smile, for what it's worth.
and the world just makes you sick,
(while these words are solemn-sappy)
remember this one trick.
there will come days of rain and rain
and great, great glowers galore.
and crews of crying paper cranes
may wash up at your door.
when you think your will's going, gone
i can assure you it's not:
you're the one who continues on
when pain's what pain's begot.
you'll find sunshine in the fault lines
and shimmers in showers past
while friends with which you laugh and dine
will be the ones who last.
so finally, here's that one trick
to warm someone cold on earth:
relax, unwind, and now, quick, quick!
just smile, for what it's worth.
Literature
consecrate
authenticity an arsenic
in morning coffee, in the smiles
pressed like ironed laundry,
because I feel like one wrong breath,
one wrong kiss between glossed lips and soft jaws
and I will be nailed to a cross
deception a shame rising like steam,
where teeth grind against each other
like clockwork gears, tick tick ticking
while the tongue kisses the roof of its cathedral
like a prayer to gods yet to be named
because her face is a mosaic window
shining the sin out of love
Literature
Matchstick
irreplaceable yet unnecessary
leave me in your retrospect
where you found me, unwanted & with a question mark over my head
or a Matchstick, maybe
I'm the fire you started &
couldn't put out
the one you doused &
the One you'll freeze without.
Literature
2/30
Summer burns its spine
into my shoulders through the asphalt
and I cry the lullabies
my mother used to sing me
//bury the memories underneath my
fingernails like a splinter that will never heal//
//only to bare my teeth
when my tongue finds its blackened corner//
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In light of recent events, I figured some might need a bit of a cheering up. I hope this has at least a shred of the intended effect.
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"you'll find sunshine in the fault lines" is probably my favourite line, but I love all of this. Thank you <3